Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1887-06-15


have had one or two cases of this sort Of thing
lately. No, never mind who they were. You
will not meet them about again. Good day,
cousin, good day. Forget not to thank the
Almighty God for our glorious victories. He
will expect it from an elder Of the church"
Poor Hans departed crestfallen, feeling
that the days of him who tries, however skill
fully and impartially, to sit upon two stools
at once are not happy days, and sometimes
threaten to be short ones. And supposing
that the Englishmen should win after alias
in his heart he hoped they might-how should
he then prove that he had hoped ita The
general watched him waddle through the
door from under his pent brows, a half
humorous, half menacing expression on his
face.
"a windbag; coward "a man without
heart for good or for evil. Bah! nephew, that
is Hans Coetzee. have known him for years.
Well, let him 60. He would sell us If he
could, but have frightened him now, and,
what is more, if src reason, he shall find
never bark unless nlean to bite Well,
enough of him. Let me see, have l thanked
you yet for your share in Majuba' Ali that
was q glorious victory! How many were
there of you when you started up the m >un-
tainl'
aEighty men, q. ,as,,S 49, z S =
aAnd how many at the enda"
"One hundred and seventy-perhaps few
more"
"And how many Of you were hitl"
"Three-one killed, two wounded, and
few scratched" r...s -.
"Wonderful, wonderful It was q brave
deed, and because it was so brave 1t was sue
cessful He must have been mad, that Eng
lsh general. Who shot himl"
"Breytenbach Colley held up white
handkerchief in his hand, and Breytenbach
fred, and down went the general all OF
heap, and then they all ran helter skelter down
the hill. Yes, it was wonderful thing!
They could have beat us back with their left
hand. That is what comes Of having right
eous cause, uncle"
Tue general smiled grimly. "That b what
comes of having men who can shoot, and who
understand the country, and are not afraid.
Well, it Is done, and well done. The stars In
their courses have fought for us, Frank Null
Ter, and so far we have conquered. But how
Is it to end! You are no fool: tell me, how
will it end~
FRANK TOSe dtlu Wdlheo IWASo uP oh@
down the room before he answered. 3Shall I
tell youl" he asked, and len, without wait
ing for an answer, went on: ut will end In
our getting the country back. That is what
this armistice means. There are thousands
of rooibaatjes there at the Mex; they cannot
therefore be waiting for soldiers. They are
waiting for an opportunity to yield, uncle
We shall get the country back, and you will
be president Of the republic"
The old man took pull at his pipe. HYou
have C. long head, Frank, and it has not run
away with you. The English government Is
going to give in. The stars In their courses
continue to fight for us. The English gov
ernment is as mad as its officers. They will
give in. But it means more than that, Frank;
will tell you what it means. 1t means
and again he let his heavy hand fall upon the
deal table-athe triumph Of the Boer through
out South Africa BAIL Burgers was not
such fool after all when he talked OF his
great Dutch republic. have been twice to
England now, and know the Englishman.
I could measure him for his veldtschoens
Shoes. He knows nothing-nothinG He
understands his shop, he Is buried in his shop,
and can think Of nothing else. Sometimes he
goes away and starts his shop In other places,
and buries himself in it, and makes 1t big
shop, because be understands shops. But it Is
all question Of shops, and II the shops
abroad interfere with the shops at home, or II
it is thought that they do, which comes to the
same thing, then the shops at home put an
end to the shops abroad. Bah! they talk
great deal there in England, but, at the bot
tom Of it, it is shop, shop, shop. They talk OF
honor, and patriotism too, but they both give
way to the shop. And I tell you this, Frank
Muller: it Is the shop that has made the Eng.
lish, and it Is the shop that will destroy them.
Well, so be it. We shall have our slice;
Africa for the Africanders. The Transvaal
/ for the Transvaalers first, then the rest
Shepstone was clever man; he would have
made it all into an English shop, with the
black men for shop boys. We have changed
all that, but we ought to be grateful to Shep-
stone. The English have paid our debts, they
have eaten up the Zulus, who would other
wise have destroyed US, and they have let US
beat them, and now we are going to have our
turn again, and, as you say, shall be the
first president"
"Ye Yes, uncle" replied the younger man,
calmly "and shall be the second"
The great man looked at him. "You are .
bold man." he said; "but boldness makes the
man and the country. dare say you will.
You have the head; and one clear head can
turn many fools, as the rudder does the ship,
and guide them when they are turned. I
dare say that you will be president one Gsy."
ayes, 1 shall be president, and when am
will drive the Englishmen out Of SouthAfrica.
This will do with the help Of the Natal
Zulus Then I will destroy the natives, as
TChala destroyed, keeping only enough for
slaves That is my plan uncle; 1t Is good
one."
"It is a big one; am not certain that 1t is
good one. But, good or bad, who shall
say? You may carry it out, nephew, II you
live. A man with brains and wealth may
carry out anything if he lives. But there is
a God I believe, Frank Muller, that there
is God, and I believe that God sets limit
to mans doings. If he is going too far, God
kills him. If you live, Frank Muller, you
will do these things, but perhaps God will kill
you Who can say! You will do what God
wills, not what you will"
The elder man was speaking seriously now.
Muller felt that this was none Of the whining
cant people in authority among the Beers
find it desirable to adopt 1t was what he
thought, and it chilled Muller in spite Of his
pretended skepticis.n, as the sincere belief of
an intellectual man, however opposite to our
own, is apt to chill us into doubt Of ourselves
and our opinions. For moment his slumber-
ing superstition awoke, and he felt half
afraid. Between him and that bright future
of blood and power lay chill gulf. Suppose
that gulf should be death, and the future
nothing but dream-or worse! His face
fell as the idea occurred to him, and the
general noticed it.